Mark Arbour
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Fortunately for Granger it’s spring. 😃
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May 22, 1801 The Baltic Sea “Ship ahoy!” came a shout from the frigate. Granger nodded to Jacobs, who cupped his hands into the shape of a speaking trumpet and shouted back “Calliope!” Granger could see the chaos on board as the ship prepared to receive her new lord and master and could sense the tension it had caused. It was a good guess, based on Nelson’s somewhat impulsive decision to appoint him, that the officers and men aboard Calliope had no idea they were to
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Trendy with a surfer edge, amplified by a ton of self confidence
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JJ in Brooklyn? Seriously? 🤣 JJ isn't hip, JJ is classy and avant garde.
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Give JJ some time. Either that, or he'll just move somewhere else. As for the limo deal, I suspect that JJ has the Maybach and a driver that works for him, but when others come into town, they hire a limo service for extra vehicles, and probably also hire additional drivers.
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Oops. Wrong story!😂
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I think secluded off in the corner actually was about the best table for them.
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That would be nice of Johnny but I can’t see him doing that.
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February 11, 2004 Cancilla’s Restaurant New York, NY Will The same woman who had been here when I’d come here with JJ and Carullo was there acting as the hostess. She had been friends with the mother of Carullo’s boyfriend Joey, who had died during the 9-11 attacks. My memory thankfully came to my rescue and I recalled that her name was Dottie Cancilla. She had that same big hair and makeup that the Italian women at Joey’s funeral wore, and a big loud voice and
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May 22, 1801 HMS St. George The Baltic Sea George Granger lay in his cot, and upon hearing Winkler enter his small cabin and begin flitting around, he compelled himself to remain motionless to convince his faithful steward he was asleep. Unfortunately, sleep was something that he’d had very little of the previous evening. Instead, he’d lain there and allowed his mind to torture him, seemingly driven on and on by his aching heart. Granger had tried to forget abo
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Absolutely. I’m trying to keep you busy. 😂
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For those of you who have valiantly risen in defense of Alabama, I could throw out a litany of evidence to support the fact that state deserves considerable scorn (LBGT rights, racial inequality, etc.) but that's not what the reference was about. Will is a Californian, and he's never been to Alabama. In fact, I don't think he's even been to the deep south. For him, it's just a place where bad things happen to gay people like him, and a sort of symbol of the ignorance he's seeing in 2004 politics.
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February 11, 2004 Bryant Park New York, NY Will I’d had to almost throw a tantrum to get past the guard in front of Patrick’s tent, but he’d finally seen reason, or at least he decided I was harmless and that I would be a royal pain in the ass if he didn’t let me through. I walked through the area where the audience would be, checking out the catwalk, then strolled behind it to find things chaotic, to say the
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Good memory! Perhaps Stef blocked that out. Brad wore one when he went to the Porsche dealer after 9-11, so feasibly that was Robbie’s
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If it would embarrass Brad, he’d probably start making porn. 😂
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I’m not sure that Will really cares. If there was a tape out there, what harm could it really cause him?
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February 10, 2004 New York, NY Will I sat at the small high-topped table with Chris, scanning the club, checking out all the hot guys. The last club he’d taken us to had been pretty nice, while this one was a lot more divey. Instead of slick tile, glass, and stainless steel, there were worn wood floors, wooden chairs, and a mediocre sound system. There was a door in the back that guys vanished into, and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that was a place to go
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I think you meant gaol, not goal.
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Damn. Missed that one. Thanks for pointing it out!
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I would have joined them. 😈
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It remains to be seen if his sons end up like Bertie. 😀
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Perhaps 😈
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May 19, 1801 Off Reval, Estonia Granger and Daventry sat in the stern of the Admiral’s barge, ignoring the stares from the oarsmen as they propelled the vessel toward the St. George. Tasked with commanding the barge was a senior midshipman, Colin Fitzgerald, whose Irish looks matched his name. He must have been 19 years old, and his red hair was unmistakable, even in the dim light of the lanterns. “Mr. Fitzgerald, after you unload our bagg
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